Chapter 2598： Uncle's autistic girl (4)

Chapter 2598 Uncle's Autistic Girl (4)

The result is that I am completely autistic.

Although it is different from a child who is born with autism, the state of being speechless is particularly serious.

After reading the information, it is very long.

It’s only a tenth second.

Outside the wardrobe, the footsteps still stopped.

Bai Weiwei: I was found to be thrown down and fell in love with the metamorphosis sister, or was killed by the target of the Raiders.

This is really a proposition.

Just thinking so, the door of the closet slowly opened.

What Bai Weiwei first saw was the beautiful hand on the closet door.

The curvature of the micro-convex of the joint is unusually beautiful. On the delicate fingertips, the rounded nails are trimmed short and neat.

This is a pair of aristocratic styles that have a particularly good hand.

The sun came in and it shined into the clean eyes of Bai Weiwei.

She was stunned and blinked, and the mist came in instantly.

The man carrying the light, wearing a black suit and a button on a white shirt, was meticulously clasped and looked cold and restrained.

But his face is very delicate and delicate.

Even called the wind Yawen.

His twilight is light brown, and the curvature of the eyelids is extremely soft. When it is cold, there is no suffocation in his eyes.

On the contrary, it is unusual, and people feel that he is very gentle.

This is a pair of affectionate eyes.

Even if it is full of killing, it is very affectionate, just like the monks.

Bai Weiwei looked at him for a while, after all, it was rare to see people in the table.

And this kind of difference is not intentional.

It may not have been thought that the closet is a petite girl, and the man is a little frown.

Then he coveted, and the beautiful eyelids pressed down, and the light was clear.

Gently press the thin lip, "Bai Weiwei?"

Bai Weiwei is very famous.

In the White House is a famous punching bag.

When Yu Shaoyun lived in Baijia, he occasionally saw Bai Yanlan hit her.

But what about it?

White House, the malformed and dark giants, everything that is embarrassing is normal.

He has always been sympathetic to these.

Even abnormally indifferent.

So he couldn't remember what Bai Weiwei looked like because he didn't pay attention to it.

Yu Shaoyun looked at the girl's fear to hold herself, her head low.

He was cold, but the curvature of his eyes was very soft.

There is no sense of deterrence.

The girl seems to feel his dawn, and she raises her head.

Under the messy, ink-like hair, a white, clear, fragile face like a mist, with a pathological white feeling.

Her lips were broken and her cheeks had red marks on her cheeks.

The girl’s eyes are rounded cat eyes, and the water mist is so clean that it’s incredibly clean.

This pathologically refined look is surprisingly beautiful.

It’s not like a white house at all.

It is more like an elf who is locked into a cage and is whipped out of the wound.

Bring a clean, but want to destroy the beauty of the abuse.

Yu Shaoyun’s light is undetectable, and there is more fluctuation.

He touched the fingertips of the closet door and did not feel a little more effort.

[Hey, the man is very good at five. 】

Bai Weiwei: Hey, is the target of this plane's strategy better than the original owner?

Is it the goal of Raiders?

So seeing her so miserable, has produced compassion?

Yu Shaoyun did not seem to notice his inner fluctuations, and he reached out with no expression.

I just want to touch her.

Bai Weiwei flashed a trace of fear in his clear eyes and quickly retreated.

The wardrobe was too small, she was caught in the clothes, there was no space to escape.

(End of this chapter)